Kissing Quotes
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A kiss with the right person simply can't be compared to the drudgery of sleeping with the wrong one over and over.
Carolyn Crane
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When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.
Emile Zola
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There’s nothing like the first kiss once you’ve been pronounced husband and wife. It’s such a wonderful moment!
Sara Ramirez
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Kissing a man with a beard is a lot like going to a picnic. You don't mind going through a little bush to get there!
Minnie Pearl
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As for me, I was just trying to get it right, whatever that means. But now I finally felt I was on my way. Everyone had a forever, but given a choice, this would be mine. The one that began in this moment, with Wes, in a kiss that took my breath away, then gave it back - leaving meastounded, amazed and most of all, alive.
Sarah Dessen
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There have been five great kisses since 1642 B.C...(before then couples hooked thumbs.) And the precise rating of kisses is a terribly difficult thing, often leading to great controversy.... Well, this one left them all behind.
William Goldman
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Boys have said in the past that I live my life like a movie. I love all things romantic, like kissing in the rain.
Mollie King
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Don't have sex man. It leads to kissing and pretty soon you have to start talking to them.
Steve Martin
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Every night she had fallen asleep dreaming about that kiss, and each kiss after.
Elizabeth Chandler
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The doctor must have put my pacemaker in wrong. Every time my husband kisses me, the garage door goes up.
Minnie Pearl
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So she ignored Mrs. Arbuthnot's remark and raised forefinger, and said with marked coldness—at least, she tried to make it sound marked— that she supposed they would be going to breakfast, and that she had had hers; but it was her fate that however coldly she sent forth her words they came out sounding quite warm and agreeable. That was because she had a sympathetic and delightful voice, due entirely to some special formation of her throat and the roof of her mouth, and having nothing whatever to do with what she was feeling. Nobody in consequence ever believed they were being snubbed. It was most tiresome. And if she stared icily it did not look icy at all, because her eyes, lovely to begin with, had the added loveliness of very long, soft, dark eyelashes. No icy stare could come out of eyes like that; it got caught and lost in the soft eyelashes, and the persons stared at merely thought they were being regarded with a flattering and exquisite attentiveness. And if ever she was out of humour or definitely cross— and who would not be sometimes in such a world?—-she only looked so pathetic that people all rushed to comfort her, if possible by means of kissing. It was more than tiresome, it was maddening. Nature was determined that she should look and sound angelic. She could never be disagreeable or rude without being completely misunderstood.
Elizabeth von Arnim
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How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
William Butler Yeats
